This is a song about "Tree fiddy"

While im bout to, go blow tree

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Cause everytime yall come around

Like an apple from a tree

Third ward general, young cash money

Even if it tends to be about tree

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Now im sitting right under that money tree

We got money to go get baby

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.